The howling wolf
Facing the moon
Inflamed with silver light
It howls its call
...
A man stands in the dark
Confused and scared of the world
That's you Frank Simmonds
about to stop a man on the street
...
I go to her house with a single red rose
Hoping to be accepted
You would think with a beautiful night
Her heart would be filled with love
...
My heart beats
As you brightly smile
My face warms as you look at me
I wonder what is wrong with me?
...
Cupid hit me with love
While he hit my crush with disgust
I cry all night for my brokenheart
Because my true love does not love me back
...
The rain falls down
Gently at first it comes
But slowly comes down harder
...
Crying and all alone
With only a broken heart to remind me
That love can hurt
...
I see you all
With just one eye
From the sea I control
To the land I own
...
The willow by the river all alone
Its arms covering its naked body
The willow cries through the seasons
For no reason
...
Ah, youth of the past
Once I was so young
Beautiful as the sun's rays
Graceful as a willow tree
...
The fairy dances at night
Dressed in flowers
She whirls around the garden
Slow and graceful she goes
...
Pushed around in the halls
Just because you are small
You keep your head down
And just walk on by,
...
Eleanor lives in a small town on Long Island where she attends High School. She writes poems and short stories.)
911
“911”
It was a dark day
On 911
The sky filled with smoke
The air filled with screams
Of terror and pain
People running
Not knowing where they are going
People run from buildings
To safety
From the burning twin towers
Many were stuck
In the buildings
Thinking the end is near
As they watch the room burn
With thick smoke of sorrow
Only a few who were brave
Dared to climb the stairs
To the gates of death
To save the lives of so many
The sky filled with thunder
The thunder of shock
As the people watch the scene
Of the twin towers
Crumpling down
So many lives were lost
With those who were brave
And those who were afraid
May they always stay
In our loving hearts